Cindy has flown all the way back to Westview not just to seek Funky’s sage counsel but to tie up some loose ends, including handing off the chairmanship of the Coming Reunion. This would be their 37th; the 30th reunion took place in 2008. If there’s a downside to being Most Popular, it’s automatically being installed as Reunion Chairman for Life. Meanwhile Les has “résumé” confused with “job description”.
Tag: Montoni's
A Blush with Destiny
Charles
April 20, 2015 at 1:37 am
It is rather sad how Cindy, who apparently lived in New York for over a decade, and Cleveland over the last year or two, has made absolutely no friends from either of those places and instead has to talk about her life and career developments by walking into her ex-husband’s pizza place and talking to him there.
“Holeee… SHIT! What is happening to your face?” Her simpering expression is enough to suggest that Cindy’s being coy; those halftone dots and pink shading are overkill, making her look battered instead of demure. And as Charles pointed out, does she have no one to confide in save her ex-husband? Lastly, Cindy’s ingenue bit is getting old: yes, Mason Jarr is a movie star, but Cindy enjoys (or used to enjoy) some degree of celebrity; she’s not dating that far above her station.
Monday, April 20
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Anchor Aweigh!
Well, now we know what Tom Ban’s vision of an internet entrepreneur looks like…a young moronically grinning dimwit with a weird ass-hand, to be exact. I like how Buddyblog tried to steal Facebook’s font, too. But the best part of all is that totally unnecessary first panel where Funky helpfully recaps the events of last week for those of us who were unable to keep up with the numerous twists and turns in this little story. I also like how his current wife grins like an imbecile as her husband obsesses over his ex-wife’s whereabouts from minute-to-minute (even checking his watch for emphasis). Very quarter-inch from reality right there. Or perhaps she’s just amused by Cindy’s desperate plight, which is definitely way more believable. Given how these idiots are always smirking all the time, you just can’t tell.
Looks like another week’s worth of awful gags about how useless and stupid The Internet is…sigh. Expect a lot of jabbering about “business models” (especially hilarious coming from a guy whose website doesn’t feature so much as a key chain for sale), “internuts” and jokes about how everything on The Internet is just a bunch of worthless crap. Also known as “March 2015- Bantom’s Revenge”.
I do know that this Michael Spencer guy is as punchable as any random character in recent FW memory, that’s for certain. I’m amazed he can use a computer at all with that tiny thumb and that ass-hand of his. It’s one of those weird FW characters who must be based on someone, as he’s just too specific looking to be randomly generated. I have a sneaking feeling that I’ll totally despise him by week’s end, if not much sooner. In fact, I think I do already.
Someone Told Me Mason Jarr’s Out There
So Cindy’s goin’ to California, with love in her eyes and (presumably) a f*ck-ton of peroxide in her hair. “Safe travels”…I don’t know about you but that’s sounds like Westviewian for “uh-oh”. But seriously though, you know what’s particularly irksome about this one? It’s the way Cindy’s dialog and actions seem to indicate that they’ve just had a fruitful and useful conversation when in fact it was anything but. Funky laughed at her, then he mocked the internet, then he sat there, then he wished her well. Either Cindy is REALLY mentally troubled or someone’s a REALLY terrible storyteller.
Coming next spring: After being booted off Buddyblog upon becoming impossible to look at, Cindy moves into radio, only to be told that her voice is simply too raspy and unappealing for FM broadcasts. After a brief stint on the AM dial (doing weather and traffic on the Radio Ron morning show), she takes a podcast gig only to be relentlessly mocked by the locals for getting herself involved with that whole The Internet scam. Then she goes home and quietly waits to die.
Son of Stuck Funky 
